True Evil Ninja

Behind Uchiha Fugaku, clansmen like Yakumi, Tekka, and Inaka flared their chakra, eyes burning with fury—ready for battle. 

But then, Uchiha Hachidai sighed deeply and placed a restraining hand on Fugaku's shoulder. 

"Clan Head…" 

"Don't act rashly." 

"With Shisui's ambiguous stance and Yoru suspended, now is not the time for recklessness," he whispered urgently. 

Fugaku gritted his teeth, fists trembling—before finally exhaling and forcing his hands to relax. 

"Yoru's squad can be temporarily disbanded." 

"However…" 

"I will never hand them over to your ANBU!" 

Sarutobi Shinnosuke's pupils sharpened. "So you still shield them?!" 

"Clan Head Fugaku, this defiance makes it difficult to explain to the Hokage—and the entire village." 

Fugaku's voice was steel. "I stake my life on this: No Uchiha is a spy for Kirigakure." 

"If you insist on interrogation…" 

"Start with me, the Clan Head." 

Gasps erupted. 

"Clan Head!" 

"Y-You can't be serious—!" 

Even Shinnosuke paled. 

He hadn't expected Fugaku to go this far. 

…Perfect. 

A cruel smirk twisted his lips. "So the noble Clan Head volunteers for ANBU's… hospitality?" 

"How touching. Very well—escort him." 

Hachidai roared, leaping between them. 

"You take him only over my corpse!" 

"Try it!" 

The Uchiha mob surged forward, Sharingan igniting like bloody stars. 

Shinnosuke sneered. "You chose this." 

"Are you prepared for the consequences?" 

But Fugaku strode ahead, parting his clansmen. 

"Enough." 

"Stand down. I'll go." 

"Clan Head, you—!" 

"Trust me. The children… are another matter." 

Hachidai's breath caught. 

He understood. 

If Fugaku entered ANBU, Sarutobi wouldn't dare harm him—not without declaring outright war. 

But Yoru's subordinates? 

ANBU's interrogation chambers were hell. 

This wasn't just protection—it was a gambit. Fugaku would force Sarutobi's hand, testing Konoha's true intentions. 

"B-But…!" 

Fugaku shook his head. "Hachidai, the clan and Police Force are yours in my absence." 

"DON'T FALL FOR THEIR TRAP!" 

"CLAN HEAD—!" 

Hachidai's fists clenched—then he nodded grimly. 

Fugaku smiled. "Lead the way." 

Shinnosuke signaled, and ANBU swarmed, seizing Fugaku. 

"BASTARDS! I'LL KILL YOU!" 

"RELEASE HIM!" 

The Uchiha's fury scorched the air, Sharingan spinning wildly— 

Yet Hachidai barred their path. 

"HOLD YOUR BLADES!" 

"Do not waste his sacrifice!" 

His glare pinned Yoru's squad hardest. 

Just eight members, now trembling with grief and rage. 

Their captain suspended. 

Their comrades Hayate and Yamakaze hospitalized. 

And now, their Clan Head taken—for them. 

That despair ignited their Sharingan, chakra surging beyond limits. 

Hachidai shuddered at the sight—but turned back to Fugaku's retreating figure. 

"THIS IS HIS ORDER!" 

"NO ACTION. UNDERSTOOD?!" 

"…Yes, Elder Hachidai." 

The squad exchanged glances, edging backward. 

Hachidai snarled, "Where do you think you're going?!" 

"W-We just… want to visit Hayate and Yamakaze." 

"We won't do anything reckless…" 

At their names, Hachidai's sternness flickered. 

"Go." 

As they dispersed, he suddenly barked, 

"AND DON'T TELL Yoru!" 

"That fanatic would burn the village to ashes!" 

"…Understood." 

But their eyes held no promise. 

Hachidai growled. "Yakumi." 

"Here." 

"Tail them. Especially Yoru's house—he must not know." 

"Yes, Elder!" 

Around him, the clan's wrath thickened, a crimson haze choking Konoha's sky— 

Hachidai could only sigh. 

Meanwhile… 

Crackle—! 

HUM! 

Yoru strained, veins bulging as he fused Lightning Release: False Darkness with his blade. 

A nightmare of control. 

Yet after days of sleepless drilling— 

Success. 

BOOM! 

The sword erupted in violent lightning, its edge now a thunderous guillotine. 

This wasn't just Sasuke's Chidori Katana—it pierced, paralyzed, and detonated on impact. 

Yoru smirked at the storm in his grasp. 

"At last…" 

"False Darkness, forged into steel." 

"I name you…" 

"Lightning Release Nin-Taijutsu: False Dark Blade!" 

Even without his system's shortcuts, Yoru's obsessive training had skyrocketed his stats: 

[Fire | Lightning | Yin | Yang] 

Chakra: 695 

Abilities: 

3-Tomoe Sharingan (470/1000) Fire Release: Great Fireball (MAX) Fire Release: Dragon Flame (MAX) Uchiha Sword Style (90/100) Lightning Release: False Darkness (60/100) False Dark Blade (60/100) 

Virtue Points: 0 

"Chakra reserves and ocular power grew… False Darkness and its blade form both reached Adept…" 

A rare flicker of pride warmed his chest— 

BANG BANG BANG! 

The door shuddered under frantic knocks.